“…the last little word…”…“ goût” my poem

“…the last little word…”…“ goût” my poem

the lust for words…

 

 

goût

 

Words can be a feast.

 

There is a lust for words

   that dances round the page,

and waits for you,

for me,

it doesn’t hide,

it lingers for the last little word,

the glittering one

   that leaps from the quill,

and fills the plate,

and waits for you,

for me,

to taste the shine…

 

August 26, 2023

Inspired by “When My Friend Asks Me a Difficult Question” by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer, August 25, 2023, as published on her website  

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Book review: The Proud Tower

…a lot more than a history book…

by Barbara Tuchman

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Writing Rainbows: Poems for Grown-Ups with 59 free verse and haiku poems,
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Poetry alive!…“a desperate sun”

Poetry alive!…“a desperate sun”

Poetry alive!

 

As I write my kind of poetry, it happens often that a creative way is to imbue the inanimate things with human attributes, to hear the stones weeping, to believe that the owl called to me…

I find vivid elements in otherwise tolerable poems by other poets, including many whose names you and I know, and including others whose obscurity may not be fully deserved.

By chance I read “Hermes of the Ways” by Hilda “H. D.” Doolittle (1886-1961). In pre-WWI London, she joined Ezra Pound and Richard Aldington to form the original Imagist trio of poets. I am not visibly quivering to read more of her work but I offer here brief praise for her formulation, thus:

 

“…Apples on the small trees

Are hard,

Too small,

Too late ripened

By a desperate sun…”

 

Her casual introduction of an unsuccessful sun invites the reader to take a bite, nevertheless, and chew on the douleur of that big yellow thing in the sky…

“Hermes of the Ways” by Hilda Doolittle, published in Vol. 1, No. 5, of Des Imagistes, February 1914,  as posted online on November 13, 2016,  at  Poets.org

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Book review: The Jungle Grows Back:

      America and Our Imperiled World

you need to read Robert Kagan’s book

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Seeing far: Selected poems with 47 free verse and haiku poems,
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Evidence, more Mary Oliver poems…book review

Evidence, more Mary Oliver poems…book review

her words are arrows…

 

 

Book review:

Evidence

 

by Mary Oliver (1935-2019)

Boston: Beacon Press, 2009

74 pages

 

Guilty, guilty, guilty. With Evidence, Mary Oliver is guilty once again of nailing me to the floor so I can read every single poem in her book, one after the other.

Her style encourages me to think that I can write more and better poetry, because she makes it seem so easy to choose the right words, in the right order. Mary speaks straight from her heart, she uses exacting words as arrows to find precise targets in vision and imagination, and she leaves out all the other stuff.

Despite the mountain of her years, we have Evidence: Mary Oliver climbed to the highest branches. Here’s an excerpt from “About Angels and About Trees”:

 

“…what I know is that

  they rest, sometimes,

in the tops of the trees

 

and you can see them,

  or almost see them,

or, anyway, think: what a

  wonderful idea…

 

The trees, anyway, are

  miraculous, full of

angels…and certainly

  ready to be

the resting place of

  strange, winged creatures

that we, in this world, have loved.”

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Book review. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2023 All rights reserved.

 

“Boil up” and other good manners…

The “Hobo Ethical Code” is worth a quick read.

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Chipmunk talk…

Chipmunk talk…

he stares at me, no fear…

 

 

Busy

 

The chippie halts on the second step.

I’ve seen him there, he will not stay,

his hole is close, he will not stray,

he skips across my little yard

   but not too far.

 

I want to ask him, just this once,

if he’d like to scout a cozy place

   he’s never seen,

he stares at me, no fear,

I’d like a little chat, I think,

I’d like to hear his thoughts,

but I can see

   he has no time to talk.

 

October 23, 2019

Inspired by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer’s “Following Mr. Berry’s Instructions,”

published October 23, 2019, on her website, A Hundred Falling Veils

 

“You have to be able to imagine lives that aren’t yours.”

Wendell Berry

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84, Charing Cross Road (book review)

Helene Hanff, on reading good books…

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American Poetry Observed: Poets on Their Work (book review)

American Poetry Observed: Poets on Their Work (book review)

Were you thinking “Goose grease”?

 

 

Book review:

American Poetry Observed: Poets on Their Work

 

Joe David Bellamy, ed.

Urbana, IL: University of Illinois Press, 1988

313 pages

 

The idea of this book is great. It would be marvelous to listen to these 26 poets talking about their work, and talking about making poems.

Bellamy has collected interviews with 26 poets, including a couple of my favorites: May Sarton and Galway Kinnell.

It’s no fault of the editor that American Poetry Observed is a lot of ponderous and hard-to-digest rumination about the meanings of poetry, the roles of influential poets, and what was on the minds of the interviewees when they were writing their poems. I don’t blame the poets too much, because they were responding to the interviewers’ questions.

The interviewers, sadly enough, were numbingly predictable, and, too often, self-importantly well-informed about the content of the interviewees’ work.

It just doesn’t seem valuable to me to read what a poet has to say when she’s asked something like “Did you have Eliot’s conception of J. Alfred Prufrock in mind when you wrote ‘Goose grease’ in 1942?”

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Book review. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2023 All rights reserved.

 

Book review: Lord of the Flies

Never more relevant…

by William Golding

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Moby-Dick and stuff

Moby-Dick and stuff

Moby-Dick and stuff….

 

 

I know whale tales aren’t for everyone.

If you’re still with me, you might be interested to know that Herman Melville’s iconic whale story was published 172 years ago in London, and then, a month later, in New York.

The original title is Moby-Dick; or, The Whale. Melville actually went to sea in the crew of a whaling vessel, and based his novel in part on a real sperm whale named Mocha Dick, known to South Pacific sailors in the 1840s.

During his lifetime Melville was briefly well-known for some of his South Pacific stories, such as Typee, but he was obscure during the last 30 years of his life. He earned only $1,200 or so from the sale of about 3,200 copies of Moby-Dick, which was out of print when he died in 1891.

A high quality first edition of the book can easily be secured now if you have about $60,000 to spare.

Melville wrote in a variety of genres—again, not for all tastes. I’m a big fan of Moby-Dick, and I’m also an advocate for Bartleby, the Scrivener: A Story of Wall Street. Nothing of the South Pacific here. The circumstances of this desiccated short story are curious, even eccentric, incredulous. The withered and aloof Bartleby is presented, examined, and disdained, until his very dispirited isolation makes him the object of the narrator’s genuine but increasingly troubled caretaking.

Don’t overlook Billy Budd, Sailor. It’s a searing morality play.

You may be surprised to know that Melville also wrote poetry. One critic has somewhat ponderously suggested that Moby-Dick is filled with Melville’s incipient poetry. I certainly believe that a story can contain a poem, in any defensible sense of those two words. I’m not ready to think of Ahab and Ishmael and the whale as characters in a longish poem.

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Book review. Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2023 All rights reserved.

 

Old Friends (book review)

Tracy Kidder tells truth about old age…

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As with another eye: Poems of exactitude with 55 free verse and haiku poems,
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